Soul Into Sand
Iron out the creases,
Lock all your doors.
Close all the curtains, honey
Get on all fours.
Clean your act up don't you
say a word.
Get in your shackles or so,
that's what she heard.
I scrubbed off all those sins,
Dirt on my hands.
They called me reckless,
Baby sat and stared.
Said "Girl, Don't you cry no more,
Your bones are bland"
Blood under bridges turning
Soul into sand.
The blood under bridges turning
Soul into sand.
Keep her hungry,
And wanting more.
Don't turn your back
Until you hang her up tall.
Well I scrubbed off all those sins,
Dirt on my hands.
They called me reckless,
Baby sat and stared.
Said "Girl, Don't you cry no more,
Your bones are bland"
Blood under bridges turning
Soul into sand.
The blood under bridges turning
Soul into sand.
Iron out the creases,
Lock all your doors.
Close all the curtains, honey
Get on all fours.
Well, I scrubbed off all those sins,
Dirt on my hands.
They called me reckless,
Baby sat and stared.
Said "Girl, Don't you cry no more,
Your bones are bland"
Blood under bridges turning
Soul into sand.
The blood under bridges turning
Soul into sand.
Blood under bridges turning
Soul into sand,
The blood under bridges
turned my soul into sand.
Lock all your doors.
Close all the curtains, honey
Get on all fours.
Clean your act up don't you
say a word.
Get in your shackles or so,
that's what she heard.
I scrubbed off all those sins,
Dirt on my hands.
They called me reckless,
Baby sat and stared.
Said "Girl, Don't you cry no more,
Your bones are bland"
Blood under bridges turning
Soul into sand.
The blood under bridges turning
Soul into sand.
Keep her hungry,
And wanting more.
Don't turn your back
Until you hang her up tall.
Well I scrubbed off all those sins,
Dirt on my hands.
They called me reckless,
Baby sat and stared.
Said "Girl, Don't you cry no more,
Your bones are bland"
Blood under bridges turning
Soul into sand.
The blood under bridges turning
Soul into sand.
Iron out the creases,
Lock all your doors.
Close all the curtains, honey
Get on all fours.
Well, I scrubbed off all those sins,
Dirt on my hands.
They called me reckless,
Baby sat and stared.
Said "Girl, Don't you cry no more,
Your bones are bland"
Blood under bridges turning
Soul into sand.
The blood under bridges turning
Soul into sand.
Blood under bridges turning
Soul into sand,
The blood under bridges
turned my soul into sand.
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